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Time… According to a Child

     How amazing it must be to have no concept of time? How liberating. Plotting our sons growth alongside the chart of mankind’s evolution, he is close to understanding that as the sun settles near the horizon it’s time to get back to the cave. Walking upright? Check. Simple cave drawings? Check. Charting the Suns movement across the sky and breaking it into 24 equal increments? Hardly. Our five year old’s time thumps to the rhythm of his own internal combustion engine… and the beat of his imagination. Unless it’s a school day and his routine is orchestrated by our needs, he wakes when his body tells him he’s had enough sleep. It’s never the “groggy, rolling out of bed hesitant to start the day” look. His is the “I got exactly the amount of sleep by body needs to replenish the energy I lost on the previous day playing and doing kid stuff” look. It’s our job though to manipulate his clock. He has yet to fully comprehend that the numbers on the face represent the time of […]

This Christmas… He’s a Believer

This is his fifth Christmas and this year he’s a believer. We took him to see Santa last week. We went to the good one. The Friday night Mall Santa. Not the Tuesday morning B-Shift guy. Our guy was the real deal. At least the boy thought so. We got to the mall early at five to beat the rush. It was a shift change. Luckily they build in a thirty-minute buffer between Santa’s so the kids don’t see one tap out for the other. “You’re in John. Rough crowd today.” “I can tell. Is that gum in your beard?” Our A team Kris Kringle apparently started his shift at 5:30. It was five and we had to wait. I thought this would be an issue. Little boys aren’t known for their patience. I started pulling out the old tricks. “Wanna go look at the train display?” I asked him. “Nope.” “Go look around the toy store?” “Nope.” “Get some ice cream and eat is real slowly?” “Nope.” “What do you want to do?” “I want to sit here and

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